A month later and the apples are still coming, and her tummy is growing. She'll tell you she's fat, but I think she's perfect.

She's four months gone and each week her bump grows. It's strange because one minute her stomach was completely flat and then one day it just wasn't anymore.

I haven't asked her yet. I haven't found the right words for that apple yet. She's off today shopping with her sisters for baby stuff while me, Landon and Mike sort out the new house.

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